the hymn of the phantoms

Were we to love,

to cast off my all

to hold just your hand

how fair that day to be!



Were this love

all too real

already fading, though,

an autumn leaf left its tree.



Were I to sign

my debts sealed

to the One I love

that I might be free!



Were you gone

for a 100 falls

would my heart beat

still pound for thee?



Were I to shed

this silly deal

and find Your love

all too real.

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